Antique Ford Original Painting 56x56
Every road trip leaves behind a story. Some leave behind legends. This collection isn’t just about cars. It’s about the roads they’ve traveled, the hands that have touched them, and the stories they hold. Each painting is a portal—back to golden hours, open highways, and the unforgettable stops along the way.
If you’ve ever felt the call of the road, the pull of nostalgia, or the love of things built to last, these pieces belong with you. Here’s the story behind this painting:
We were the Globe Squatters—two artists on an adventure, house-sitting our way around the world, chasing the next horizon. At this point, we were somewhere along Interstate 70, deep in the heart of Kansas, where the road stretches endlessly and the sky feels impossibly big.
We pulled off for the night, landing at a KOA that promised nothing but stars and silence. What we got was a night straight out of a forgotten screenplay:
– We slept in a teepee under a sky so wide it swallowed sound.
– A kid at 7/11 was dead asleep at the register when I walked in for a questionably fresh hot dog.
– The bar, Twister 2, was named after the first Twister—because, well, that one got taken by an actual twister.
And then, just before we stumbled into this absurd piece of roadside cinema, there it was—an Antique Ford, parked in front of a boarded-up antique store, waiting like an old soul at a bus stop. Weathered but dignified. A witness to countless miles and unknown stories.
Maybe it was once someone’s pride and joy, their great escape. Maybe it had outrun a few storms of its own.
This painting isn’t just about a car—it’s about all the untold stories we leave behind in the places we pass through.
Every road trip leaves behind a story. Some leave behind legends. This collection isn’t just about cars. It’s about the roads they’ve traveled, the hands that have touched them, and the stories they hold. Each painting is a portal—back to golden hours, open highways, and the unforgettable stops along the way.
If you’ve ever felt the call of the road, the pull of nostalgia, or the love of things built to last, these pieces belong with you. Here’s the story behind this painting:
We were the Globe Squatters—two artists on an adventure, house-sitting our way around the world, chasing the next horizon. At this point, we were somewhere along Interstate 70, deep in the heart of Kansas, where the road stretches endlessly and the sky feels impossibly big.
We pulled off for the night, landing at a KOA that promised nothing but stars and silence. What we got was a night straight out of a forgotten screenplay:
– We slept in a teepee under a sky so wide it swallowed sound.
– A kid at 7/11 was dead asleep at the register when I walked in for a questionably fresh hot dog.
– The bar, Twister 2, was named after the first Twister—because, well, that one got taken by an actual twister.
And then, just before we stumbled into this absurd piece of roadside cinema, there it was—an Antique Ford, parked in front of a boarded-up antique store, waiting like an old soul at a bus stop. Weathered but dignified. A witness to countless miles and unknown stories.
Maybe it was once someone’s pride and joy, their great escape. Maybe it had outrun a few storms of its own.
This painting isn’t just about a car—it’s about all the untold stories we leave behind in the places we pass through.
Every road trip leaves behind a story. Some leave behind legends. This collection isn’t just about cars. It’s about the roads they’ve traveled, the hands that have touched them, and the stories they hold. Each painting is a portal—back to golden hours, open highways, and the unforgettable stops along the way.
If you’ve ever felt the call of the road, the pull of nostalgia, or the love of things built to last, these pieces belong with you. Here’s the story behind this painting:
We were the Globe Squatters—two artists on an adventure, house-sitting our way around the world, chasing the next horizon. At this point, we were somewhere along Interstate 70, deep in the heart of Kansas, where the road stretches endlessly and the sky feels impossibly big.
We pulled off for the night, landing at a KOA that promised nothing but stars and silence. What we got was a night straight out of a forgotten screenplay:
– We slept in a teepee under a sky so wide it swallowed sound.
– A kid at 7/11 was dead asleep at the register when I walked in for a questionably fresh hot dog.
– The bar, Twister 2, was named after the first Twister—because, well, that one got taken by an actual twister.
And then, just before we stumbled into this absurd piece of roadside cinema, there it was—an Antique Ford, parked in front of a boarded-up antique store, waiting like an old soul at a bus stop. Weathered but dignified. A witness to countless miles and unknown stories.
Maybe it was once someone’s pride and joy, their great escape. Maybe it had outrun a few storms of its own.
This painting isn’t just about a car—it’s about all the untold stories we leave behind in the places we pass through.
Original Artwork Details
Hand Painted by Jolene Dames
Medium: Painted with a blend of finely ground artist pigments and acrylic resin binder for a rich, durable, and luminous finish. Its unique composition allows for smooth application, depth of color, and long-lasting vibrancy, making it an exceptional medium for expressive and enduring artwork.
A signed certificate of authenticity
Dimensions 56″H x 56″W x 2″
Gallery-wrapped, high-quality collapsible canvas, easy assembly, requires no frame, ready to hang and enjoy after assembly. Ships rolled in a tube to reduce shipping costs.
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No frame is needed for this piece. Frame in photograph is for display purposes only.